My next door neighbour's father is in a hospice. I said some suitable words to her over the garden fence. She said 'Dad always remembers you when your Mum was very ill and he saw you sitting in the back garden with a glass of wine at ten in the morning!'
If he saw me sitting in my back garden with a glass of ruby liquid at ten in the morning it was Cranberry Juice - not red wine!
Oh dear Mind you when my dad was dying I could easily have managed a drink in the morning, so who would blame you? Perhaps she didn't mean to be unkind, rather it was an attempt at humorous fellow-feeling? It's hard to judge when you can't see the body language, or hear the tone of voice...............(((x)))
Oh Fugi, I think I would find that funny. My dad was came round as I came downstairs with a tin of Carlsberg in my hand at 10 in the morning. I can assure you I hadn't drunk it then, but he never let me forget it
Oh dear Fugi - I can understand why you're annoyed but
Quite honestly - so what if you were out there at 10am with a drink in hand; what's it to do with anyone? After all no-one blinks an eye at a champagne breakfast
LOL Shell - hope you told your dad you were using the beer to condition your hair